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Kitty McIntyre plays
fiddle with Vernon McIntyre's Appalachian Grass
Don't be fooled, Kitty
really gets down to business at the Famous Old Time Music Company.
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A Poem
for Kitty McIntyre
by Dave Seagram, 2003
Ain’t it cool,
Ain’t it nifty!
The ‘Angel of Elmwood’
Has just turned Fifty!!
Her playing is legend
And singing divine
You can usually still see her
At number 6019 Vine.
The
store is a classic
It’s one of a kind
And if you look closely,
There’s always a find.
Her
fingers – still nimble
And so is her brain.
Keeping track of Vernon,
It must be a strain.
Her
wit can be caustic
And so can her lip
So just treat her fairly
Would be a good tip.
Her
hair may be graying
But stooped she is not.
There’s no way you could say
That she’s all gone to pot!
Her
face is still youthful,
So say it ain’t so –
That she really was born
Such a long time ago!
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